It feels like the balance is shifting
this path has taken a turn.
Something has shifted, something is changing
and I am reeling again.
It feels like it’s time to listen
to silently sit back and watch.
To take it all in and see how it tastes
let its texture roll around on my tongue.
I was silent for years and years
collecting too many things unsaid.
Building walls and structures of stone
hiding myself within them.
When it all crashed down and crumbled
and everything was exposed.
Like a river it all flowed from me
until everything was submerged.
Floating in too many words
drowning in too many thoughts.
I lost my footing and began to sink
and was forced to learn to swim.
Treading water at an exhausting pace
swimming to save my life.
Wishing for the sounds of silence again
and the comfort of dry land.
So here I am in a place
where I can set the stage.
Where I can choose the roles
and I can decide who to play.
The thing is I don’t want to play anymore
I don’t want to take part in this.
I don’t want to stand up on the stage again
and let myself be exposed.
So I think for now I’ll listen
to all that is being said
To the sounds that are humming all around me
instead of the ones in my head.
I’ll listen to the screaming, to the weeping
to the wise.
I’ll listen to the whispers, to the laughing
to the cries.
I’ll collect all the things I find here
and put them in a box.
I’ll carry the with me along this road
as I listen for what is never said.